It takes courage to sing a classic. It takes reverence to make it new. When Il Volo took the stage to perform “My Way” as part of their Tributo a Ennio Morricone, they achieved both — transforming one of the world’s most iconic songs into an emotional masterpiece of gratitude and grace.
The evening was steeped in reverence. The orchestra shimmered in warm golds, the crowd hushed beneath the open night. Behind the trio, projected images of Ennio Morricone — baton in hand, eyes closed mid-composition — reminded everyone that this was not just a concert. It was a dialogue between past and present, between maestro and muse.
Piero Barone began softly, his operatic timbre floating on the strings like smoke. Gianluca Ginoble followed, his velvet baritone threading emotion through each lyric: “Regrets, I’ve had a few…” But it was Ignazio Boschetto who brought the moment to its peak — his voice cracking slightly as he reached the climactic line, “I did it my way.” It was human, imperfect, alive — and that’s what made it unforgettable.
The arrangement, infused with Morricone’s cinematic depth, turned Sinatra’s anthem into something almost sacred. Violins swelled like desert wind, brass echoed like cathedral bells, and Il Volo’s harmonies wrapped around the melody with effortless control. It wasn’t performance — it was conversation through time.
When the final note fell, silence hung for several seconds before the crowd erupted. Some clapped; others simply wept. For a brief moment, everyone in the audience felt what it means to live “your way” — to follow art, love, and purpose with dignity.
Online, fans called it “the most touching tribute ever given to Morricone” and “proof that Il Volo’s music belongs to eternity.”
As the trio bowed, Piero whispered into the microphone, “For the Maestro — who showed us that music is not sound, but soul.”
And in that instant, it was clear: Il Volo hadn’t just sung for Ennio Morricone. They had sung with him — across time, across silence, across the eternal language of music itself. 🎶
